This is a song about "Mom i m gay"

Now i m getting bored and started to write this shit...

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

You reflect me, i love that about you

And i feared that my fans say i failed

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds